5/10
It is a bad omen for a movie if its poster proudly
proclaims, “From the Producers of…” That
is code for the producers made so much money on an earlier film that they are
going to rip off what they think made them so much money the first time and
make another movie out of it. Therefore,
Immortals
is the direct rip off of 300.
Instead of Spartans vs. Persians, there is now King Hyperion and his
legions vs. about a hundred Hellenic Greeks and Theseus. The real immortals (Zeus, Athena, etc…) are
only a supporting cast in their own titled film.
Theseus (Henry Cavill) is a mama’s boy. He is a peasant, apparently a child of rape,
and shunned by the village elite. Consequently,
he declines to join the Army and only wishes to stay by his mother’s side and
protect her from all evil. He has very
good protective skills though as he was trained since he was a boy by a guy
known only as Old Man (John Hurt). Every
village seems to have one of these guys.
Old Man instructed Theseus in the arts of sword, spear, various athletics,
philosophy, rhetoric, and any other subject Theseus might need to prove himself
later in life.
After his village is brutally attacked, Theseus’s new life
post-village youth era can now begin as he has a blood vengeance to settle against
the cruel King Hyperion (Mickey Rourke).
Hyperion is intimidating with his menacing voice, his unparalleled brutality,
and vicious facial scars. Unfortunately,
all of that built up fear vanishes the moment he puts on his Donnie Darko bunny
helmet for battle. This accessory might
be the worst costume device ever provided to a central character since the pink
bunny outfit from A Christmas Story. Also
on his journey, Theseus acquires a few members who join his gang including the
thief Stavros (Stephen Dorff) and a visionary Oracle Phaedra (Frieda
Pinto). It appears Dorff has descended again
to mass market blockbuster extravaganzas after his turn in last year’s arty Somewhere.
The first two thirds of Immortals are there to set up the
final battle which consumes the final third of the film; think The
Lord of the Rings: Return of the King.
The set up and battle here is nowhere near as epic as those in the Rings
films, but the (fake) sets here are still quite effective. In particular, the Titans, whom Zeus (Luke
Evans) and the other Gods imprisoned eons ago in Mt. Tartarus and who Hyperion
is trying to free, are held in a prison I will not soon forget. Not only are they inside a mountain, but they
are in a cube carved into a sunken section of rock, chained together in
standing lines, and are made to bite down on metal poles. Their circumstances would be hell for 30
seconds, let alone the millennia they have supposedly suffered there.
The director, Tarsem Singh, known for his creative visual style
in films such as The Cell and The Fall, uses his style once again
to really create some intriguing and fantastic sets. The same cannot be said for the writers. Instead of focusing their attention on
plausible and appropriate dialogue, the script authors used their time and
effort to dream up creative and gruesome ways for Hyperion to torture, degrade,
and dehumanize practically every person he comes into contact with. This helps establish his probable insanity
and serial maiming tendencies, but the dialogue throughout the film in a huge
thorn in its side. Before setting a monk
on fire, Hyperion produces a pithy one-liner such as, “Let me enlighten you.”
Aside from the ominous movie poster, Immortals is saddled with
a second omen during its credits.
Instead of “Directed by…,” it says “A Film by Tarsem.” This is so pretentious that it is right up
there with seeing the words “A Film by McG.”
Furthermore, Immortals sets itself up for a sequel. Just in case it makes enough money to satisfy
the producers again, an illogical, confusing, and ridiculous add on is attached
here which provides an opening for The Immortals 2. It has all the marks of a studio exec
reaching down from his office and tasking the writers to throw something onto
the end of the story.
See Immortals for its imaginary visuals
and absorbing fight scenes. There are
new ways to witness spears going through torsos and heads being removed from
necks. Do not see Immortals if rote and
choppy dialogue stings your ears or you do not feel like contributing your
money to guys whose sole purpose is to rip off an earlier success to guarantee
them another winning weekend. Also,
avoid the Donnie Darko bunny helmet at all costs.
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